A travel writer extols the virtues of hiking in Switzerland, where the locals thoughtfully killed off all the fanged predators hundreds of years ago.

The only signs along Swiss hiking trails are quaint yellow signposts that provide not only the exact mileage between point A and point B, but also how long it will take you to hike it — in hours and minutes. The most startling thing you’re likely to encounter on a Swiss trail is a group of 89-year-old men in lederhosen speeding past you like you were standing still, and pausing just long enough to yodel.


In Switzerland, there’s also no need to carry a heavy backpack — or even a heavy lunch. The country’s charming trails are sprinkled with adorable cafes, chalets and restaurants where you can savor a frothy cappuccino and a steaming plate of homemade pasta. Feeling weary? A chain of rustic hikers’ huts and chalets offer more amenities than a Motel 6 — from comfy bunks and linens to delicious home-cooked meals.

Then again, I suppose this is the most we can hope for from people who specialize in making watches and keeping banking transactions secret.